It was already evening when Orix and Dassorhan arrived in Dalaran.

As soon as the sky was dawn, I flew for more than four hours before I arrived in Andorhar. I rested for an hour and drank some hot soup to replenish my energy. I continued to fly for more than four hours before I arrived at Dalaran, a famous "magic city-state".

Dalaran is located on the south bank of Lake Lordamir, across the lake from the Royal City of Lordaron on the north bank. It is surrounded by a vast plain and on the east side is the towering Altran Mountains. The afterglow of the sunset shines on the earth, and the lake is full of blue waves, reflecting the beautiful snow-capped mountains, which is a beautiful sight in the north.

But Orix was not in the mood to enjoy the beautiful scenery, and his eggs were almost frozen.

Flying for eight hours in a day is not a human being, and he is also a novice with no flying experience. He thinks there is something wrong with the design of the saddle. As long as he wants to reduce the area in the wind and lean forward, the wind flowing through the saddle will form a wind area in the crotch. It makes me feel like a wind blowing my trousers and the balls are cool. Even if I wear more cotton pants in Andorha, the second half of the journey cannot stop the erosion of the cold wind.

The griffin finally landed on the "Crassus Platform" in the northeast corner of Dalaran.

But in this era it is not called this name, but a little higher platform is located in the northeast corner of the city. There is a griffin site here, where griffin exchanges will take off and land.

An administrator immediately brought the servants to help the master and disciple go to the ground.

The seven human kingdoms have a relatively complete griffin flying network. Since people who ride griffin exchanges are either messengers who convey important letters or big names in the organization. No matter how bad they are, they are either rich or noble, and the meaning is extraordinary. Therefore, the griffin stations in each city will set up reception desks and reception staff to adapt to such important jobs or figures.

After submitting the wax seal with the badge of the Knights of the Silver Hands, the master and apprentice were immediately introduced to the reception desk to rest.

In fact, to put it bluntly, it is a hostel provided by a messenger who conveys important documents. Big people will not live here, only they will replenish their energy here, and fortunately they will continue on the journey the next day.

This is a small room with more than a dozen tables surrounding a bar. The bartender wiping the cup listlessly behind the bar. There is a fireplace at one end, and the fire is very strong. Some public griffin messengers gather around the fire to keep warm. Some people are still trembling. It seems that they have just arrived. If you don’t have to fly immediately, sit in front of the bar and pour ginger wine to drive away the cold into your mouth. This is the most afraid of rheumatism in this business. Drinking more of this is good for your health.

The master and disciple also went to the fire to keep warm. Seeing that the badge of the Knights of the Silver Hands were placed on their chests, the messengers quietly moved away from their positions. No one had the idea of ​​coming forward to talk, after all, their identities were completely unequal.

Although Dassauhan is one of the most powerful legendary paladins of humanity in this era, he didn't sleep all night last night and was tired after traveling for so long.

Orix went to the bar to order two glasses of low-calorie ginger beer and two portions of beef stewed with potatoes. The bartender noticed the silver hand badge on his chest and confiscated the money. He held the tray, found two chairs to serve as small tables, and returned to the fireplace.

The master and apprentice started eating like this.

Riding a griffin is not as easy as riding a horse. Both of them are hungry and tired. Anyway, the documents have been submitted, and they have to wait for Dalaran to send someone to receive them. It is better to fill their stomachs first.

"Teacher, what exactly do we do on this trip?" Orix asked while eating.

This time he came to Dalaran to do business, he was just a follower of Saidan Dassorhan, and all his ideas were decided by this teacher.

He didn't think there was anything about this. It was already a surprise that he could win the trust of the top leaders of the Knights of the Silver Hand and received great attention. Since he was on the right track, he would prove it step by step. There were many capable people in the group, and the decisions he made would not be biased. He just provided "prophecy" himself and then used the initiative of this huge creature with extraordinary energy to exert the initiative.

"According to the preliminary idea, we hope to establish an outpost in Northrend, and ask these wizards to set up a two-way teleportation channel between the outpost and the Chapel of the Holy Wishes of Light so that we can investigate the matter about the Lich King."

Dassauhan knew everything about his disciples and the "sacred light selected surrogate".

Orix nibbled the bread and nodded.

"Changing history" also requires the Basic Law, and it can be achieved overnight. It is easy to imagine how difficult it is to prove a "prophecy" that is impossible to fulfill in this environment. At least there must be evidence to prove that the Lich King is about to pose a great threat to Lordaeron and can make the kingdom be prepared in advance, the effect is not much worse - these big guys are more comprehensive and more secure than he thought.

He was worried that time might not be rushed. If the war machine that had been rusty in the Kingdom of Lordaeron had been running for many years, the Scourge Legion was fighting there, wouldn’t it be useless?

However, Orix couldn't think of any better way. He was a little slight and had no channel to contact the existence of the guardian dragon, otherwise everything would be much easier.

However, after all, the "prophecy" has clearly shown that the plague will break out early next year, and then Lordaeron will be in chaos. The big men in the group are more anxious than him and want to send someone to investigate immediately.

At the same time, Orix also had some thoughts.

This time when I come to Dalaran, it is best to get in touch with Master Crasus of the Six-member Council of Kenreto - he is the incarnation of Cleostroz, the spouse of the Red Dragon Queen Alextasa.

Speaking of which, there is also a plot bug involved - in fact, when designing this plot earlier, the relevant settings are far from perfect. After improvement, looking from behind and forward gives people a sense of plausible separation, resulting in unreasonable occurrence.

The base of the Five Colored Dragon Clan is in Northrend. Although the main territories are clustered in the Dragon Bone Wilderness, they are still some distance away from the Ice Crown Glacier controlled by the Scourge in the early days.

But this distance is not the reason and explanation for the Five Colored Dragon Clan to ignore the huge threat of the Scourge Legion. The five guardian dragons have received the blessing of Titans, and their respective groups have powerful power under the transformation of the guardians. Even if they are blind, they will not be blind to this level.

Even when Kiljadan threw the ice-sealed container that imprisoned the Lich King Neozu into the Ice Crown Glacier, he had already counted his neighbor's Five-Colored Dragon Clan and tried every means to conceal the existence of the Lich King so that this killer weapon could have a time of "development", but...

When the Lich King was "good", it would be fine if the Five-Colored Dragon Clan did not discover it. The Scourge Legion destroyed the Spider Demon Kingdom Aizhuo Nirub, and they all began to recruit the Vicuts, threatening the survival of the Frost Dwarfs, Ice Trolls and other Northrend species, and had the ability to directly threaten other continents. You Five-Colored Dragon Clan had not discovered it yet, so it was unreasonable?

This is completely inconsistent with the five-colored dragon clan's responsibility to protect the world, and the momentum of 120% of spiritual protection of Azeroth over the past hundreds of thousands of years. The screenwriter has never given a reasonable explanation for this bug and directly chose to deal with it coldly.

As I said, the plot bug has nothing to do with Orix, because this world is the real world derived from this whole set of plots. Of course, bugs will also exist. In addition to forcing a reasonable explanation for these bugs, he only cares whether it will cause trouble to himself when encountering these bug-existing plots.

What he is thinking now is to contact Crassus.

After all, this Red Dragon Queen spouse who likes to transform into mortals, observe mortals, and guide mortals is a big figure in the Red Dragon Legion. If they can remind them to face up to the rise of the Scourge and directly let the Five-Colored Dragon Clan take action, it is hard to say that the Scourge Legion, which has not yet formed a climate, can be directly strangled into the cradle - this is of course the most ideal situation and the possibility is not high.

Noting that he looked solemn, Dassauhan thought he was worried about the prophecy, so he comforted him: "Child, you don't have to worry so much about the future. I believe in the Holy Light, and the group also believes in the prophecy of the Holy Light. But we need more than that. We also need to gain faith from others, and this must have evidence to convince others - whether it is to make them believe in the prophecy or to find that the Lich King is about to pose a threat to Lordaeron and be prepared for it, either."

"Yes, I understand, teacher." Orix replied respectfully. Dassauhan is still worthy of respect.

After a while, Dalaran's reception staff finally arrived.
Chapter completed!